Sipping Coffee

Remember playtime moments shared. When as two children, nicely paired, with clinking spoons or tiny cups pretended coffee like grown-ups. And, then you said, I am old enough. I need the caffeine in this stuff.” Can you recall the virgin sip, that burned your mouth and seared your lip? Sip slowly on a tender tongue, a smoking brew to overcome, and wake the hungry nighttime eyes, with beans of hazelnut surprise. Black stimulant creeps in the soul warming a belly from the cold, a rapid morning’s soothing taste to comfort one in workday haste. Too hot to gulp or swallow fast. The gentle quality must last, allowing caffeine to sustain a weary over thinking brain. A remedy through bitter years war time tonic, Red Cross cheers. Whose warmth to these said, "be revived." "You're sipping coffee. You're still alive." 1/8/2024 Sipping Coffee Contest Sponsor: Unseeking Seeker